Pregnant By My Husband In Disguise

Chapter 4

Word Count: 651 | Released on: 03/08/2026

own traffic. Alistair Sinclair loosened his tie, the silk whispering against his shirt. The morning's e

e phone bu

oice was crisp, efficien

tair said, cl

om the Blue Note. As you suspected, Mrs. Sinclair's approach

s lap, tapped once, sharply. The corner of his mouth tightened. He didn't n

eanor. "The manager at The Mercer Hotel just contacted me. An ear

ed on Alistair

He recognized it instantly. It was part of the set he'd had Leo purchase fo

dence only sharp

r eyes a defiant, drunken blaze. He had recognized her, of course, but her brazen approach, so unlike

e and angry. He remembered waking in the pal

n the nightstand. The note with h

vices re

n escort. Or worse, she wa

air's face. It was a smile of pure, predato

he asked, his voic

at Elysian Wellness-specifically the Women's Healt

ms and back-alley deals, flared to life. "Excellent," Alistair said. The weariness had vanished, replaced by a sharp, focused energy. "Leo, two t

e other end, a flicker of surpris

cool leather. His quiet, predictable wife of two years had ju

ntertaining than an

nted to see how she would handle the crisis she had created for herself. He wanted to see the lies she wo

to see h

. He leaned forward and

n," he told the drive

private elevator. When the doors finally slid open, revealing Chloe's pale, te

thought, ha

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“For two years, Chloe lived as a ghost in her own life, trapped in a cold, loveless contract marriage with billionaire Alistair Sinclair. When she saw the news of his romantic Roman holiday with a Hollywood starlet, the humiliation finally broke her. She got drunk at a dive bar and slept with a nameless male escort just to feel something. But days later, a private clinic handed her a death sentence: she was pregnant. If Alistair found out the child wasn't his, the infidelity clause in their pre-nup would strip her of her trust fund and leave her with nothing. But Alistair unexpectedly intercepted the medical report. Instead of exposing her, his eyes gleamed with a cruel, predatory amusement. He forced her to move into his master suite, claiming it was his duty to care for his "pregnant wife." He locked her in a golden cage, isolating her from the world while his starlet mistress publicly flaunted their affair. At night, he would wrap his arms around her trembling body in the dark. "For the sake of the child, it's time we started fulfilling our marital obligations." He whispered the threat, knowing the physical marks on her skin would instantly expose her secret. Chloe was suffocating in fear and anger. Why should he get to parade his mistress around the world while locking her away to be tormented? Looking at the twenty percent corporate share payout for the non-liable party in their pre-nup, her fear turned into cold calculation. She decided to play his game. She would act the part of the perfect, submissive wife, secretly gather undeniable proof of his affair, and then destroy him.”